I'm taken away, mesmerized by the surroundings, in literal awe as my eyes roam over the dramatic Icelandic landscape. Mountain peaks loom above volcanic rock, and tundra, flora, and fauna roll out to the ocean below. All too soon, the landscape disappears, replaced by the unique blue-white of glacial ice.
My day begins with a slow rappel into the depths of an ice field, surrounded by crystal-clear blue ice glistening in the morning sunlight. I’m deep inside one of the many moulin holes, the circular, nearly-vertical well-like shafts that bore deep into the Vatnajokull Glacier, Iceland's (and Europe's) largest glacier system by volume, with ice covering 7800 square km2 and with a depth of 380 m. Inspired and captivated by it all—the sounds of the cracking ice, the droplets of water—I slowly use my ice axes and crampons to climb down into the darkness of the earth's core. Awestruck by the sheer massive size of this frozen ocean of ice, it feels as if I'm lowering into the womb of Mother Earth herself.
I’ve been in Iceland for a week now, brought here by work and passion. Over the past week, our crew of four has traveled to many spots, filming and showcasing our
